Don't lie to me.
You've put up a great fight.
Sometimes we just have to let go.
That's what the voices say.
What voices?
They say, "Have you done enough?
Have you told everyone you loved them?"
I have. I have.
It's okay. They're friendly voices.
They're just telling you what you need to know.
What?
That you have someplace to go.
Do you believe that?
I do.
Yes, I do.
Hey, Fellatio!
Got a match?
Well, I do!
Your face and my ass.
- Your breath made of buffalo fart! - Do I know you?
You don't know jackshit! Butt-wipe! Needle-dick! Cock-bite!
Jack-off! Limp-wrist! Corn-hole! Banana-breath!
Shit-bird! Bird-turd! Turd-face!
Kiss-ass! Brown-Nose! Macho wimp!
Limp-dick! Fart-face! Tire-merchant! What's the matter?
Gonna cry? Crybaby Davie. Cry, cry, cry!
Shit-face. Rat-turd. Ass-licking son of a bitch.
How'd it happen?
I was playing hockey.
- About last night. - It's okay.
No-show Labraccio. This really isn't like him.
It's his way of trying to stop me. It won't work. I'm ready.
I don't think it is a good idea to do this without David.
- We don't need Dave. - Can you do this?
Can you trust me?
No, but let's do it anyway.
Nitrous on.
See you soon.
- How long has she been under? - 1:20.
We're bringing her back. Click that blanket to warm. Body temp?
- She hasn't been under long enough. - Do it.
- We said 4:25. - Just do it!
Don't expect hugs and kisses for this.
Waiting for body temp to rise. Aborting fourth experiment. Why, Dave?
Ask Dr.Death.
- 90 degrees. - What's going on?
Nothing. Bringing Rachel back early. That's all.
- That's all? - Don't start now! Think about Rachel.
Joe's right. 91 degrees. Let's be ready.
I told you not to go in there! I told you not to do that!
It's your fault!
- Nothing! - Take me up to 300.
- You're hot. - Clear.
- Come on, Rachel. - Not a thing. 2:05.
- You're hot. - Come on, Rachel.
300 joules. Clear.
- Got her! - You don't have her!
- It's okay, we'll get her. - Step me up to 360. Clear.
What the hell is going on? What'd you do to me? I had her.
A fuse. Short. Maybe a circuit.
- Joe, you charged the battery, right? - Shit!
Starting CPR. Bag her.
1-1,000. 2-1,000.
- 3-1,000. 4-1,000. 5-1,000. Breathe. - No pulse.
Begin. 1-1,000. 2-1,000. 3-1,000. 4-1,000.
5-1,000. Breathe.
- This is not working. Joe, take over. - I got her.
She's been under four minutes.
We're moving to Bretylium. It's the only way.
- It's our last chance. - Don't. You will fry her.
Please don't.
You bring her back.
Come on.
Lidocaine in.
Come on, Manus. Come on back to us.
I got something.
I hear something.
O2. O2.
She's back.
- Why did you stop us? - Something strange happened on the EI.
- That's why you stopped us? - There was this girl. Winnie Hicks.
I was in elementary school with her. We used to make fun of her.
I was on the train. I heard someone call me names.
I turned, I swear to God, and she was standing in front of me.
- Still only 10 years old. - Maybe it was an hallucination.
Maybe you fell asleep, thoughts triggered by submerged guilt.
I was not asleep.
I've seen odd things from my past, too. I thought it might be brain damage.
In your case, it probably is. I'm getting this on tape.
- Shut that off. This is personal. - Go ahead, Joe.
I've been haunted by images of women I videotaped without them knowing.
They're all members of the Joe Hurley video library.
What?
What about you, Nelson? Who's come looking for you?
I think his name's Billy Mahoney, an eight-year-old kid we picked on.
- It was no big deal. - No big deal, huh?
Then tell us what happened to your face.
Sometimes the little fella gets carried away.
Wait a minute. Wait. I can understand...
Dave nodding off and pervert here having flashbacks.
This guy physically touches you? It is not hallucination and is not possible.
This whole lab's not possible. Or is it?
- This is too weird. - Weird? We've experienced death.
Somehow we brought our sins back physically, and they're pissed.
When did you know about this?
I had my suspicions after Joe went.
- Before we went? You didn't say a word! - That was wrong.
I thought we were doctors, scientists.
You call yourself a scientist?
It is reckless and unethical for you to withhold findings from us.
Rachel Manus may have the answers to life and death.
Five minutes. Imagine that! She was under for five minutes!
If she walks out of that ladies room with those answers...
the whole world will worship her.
Just like you do.
You should've told us.
- You wouldn't have done it. - We would've had a choice!
We're fucked.
You all right?
I'm okay.
I said I was fine!
You guys gonna watch me?
Come on, Billy Mahoney.
Come on. Give me your best shot.
I dare you.
I fucking dare you.
Things from our past? They want revenge?
I don't know. I'm not exactly sure how it works.
But if you see anything...
talk to me about it.
Whatever it is, tell the doctor.
I'll be in the living room if you need me.
Is it people who we've...
hurt or wronged in some way?
Did something happen tonight? Want to talk to me about something?
Try to get some rest.
- How is she doing? - I think she's hiding something.
- Like what? Heebie-jeebie stuff? - What did Nelson do to that kid?
How the hell am I supposed to know?
It's important we keep each other informed.
I'm sorry. You guys take off. I'll stay with her.
- You okay? - I'm fine. I'm sorry.
We're gonna get you, Billy Mahoney!
I'm sorry!
Stop, Nelson!
- How you doing? - I'm late. I'll see you later.
Wait a minute. Where are you going?
I have to talk to her. I've got to stop her.
Talk to who?
Good morning, Rachel.
I wanted to tell her the voices were wrong.
There's nothing beautiful out there.
Losing them is part of our work.
But I was wrong.
Crybaby, cry!
You look like you're enjoying the day.
Yeah, right.
Don't you remember me, Joe?
Yes, of course.
Are you a model?
- You could be. - I've got to go.
I'm not picking you up. I just picked you out.
- Mind if I buy you a drink? - No, thanks.
- I'll call about being my study partner. - Fine. I'm in the book.
Hey, gorgeous.
- How are you? - What are you doing?
Some crazy girl-- I know you, don't I?
Would you like to? We don't have to do anything.
We can just lie together. Hold each other in our underwear.
I'll call you. I promise.
I'm tired of playing the field.
We can stop whenever you want.
It'll only make our relationship better.
I've never felt like this before.
I'm tired of playing the field.
- Of course I respect you. - You can stop whenever you want.
I need you to show me that you love me.
You're not real!
Anne, is that you?
Is that really you?
You sounded so upset on the phone.
I was worried. I took the bus down.
What a great surprise!
How long have you been here?
Long enough to see your tapes.
Oh, my God!
You know...
you'll think I'm leaving you because you slept with those girls.
It was a stupid game. They meant nothing to me.
I wish they had meant something, because if you were honest...
if you had cared for any of them, I could have fought that.
I loved you. But to film all those girls without them knowing it.
To have so little respect. Those women trusted you.
What kind of marriage can we have when you have no understanding of trust?
Please!
- It's not what you think. - Yes, it is.
Hello. Is this Mrs. Earl R. Hicks?
This is a strange question. Do you have a daughter Winnie, about 26?
You do? Great! My name is David Labraccio.
I was in school with Winnie. We went to S.B. Butler together.
My parents still live there. Fine.
I wanted to get in touch with her. I was wondering--
Right.
Okay. And do you have an address for her?
Great. Thank you, Mrs.Hicks. I appreciate it. Bye.
Jesus!
Looks as bad as it feels, huh?
Want me to take a look?
I just want to know how Rachel was doing.
She didn't come out of the bathroom with the answers to life and death.
I gotta go.
- Where are you going? - Bensenville.
- Could I go? - It's a two-hour drive.
Look...
I don't want to be alone.
Today we are going to remove the left kidney...
and dissect the lower intestines.
Remove the ascending colon from the transverse colon.
Proceed to the sigmoid colon and on to the appendix.
Remove the appendix, taking note of the blood supply.
Where the hell do you think you're going?
You okay?
I would be if everyone would stop asking me if I'm all right.
Are you crazy? Is she getting the heebie-jeebies?
I'm spooking.
Getting us kicked out of med school won't get Anne back. Get to work.
I'll handle this. Back to work or suffer the consequences.
Fuck it.
- This must be it. - Looks like Winnie did well for herself.
She's probably not going to remember who you are.
It's worth a shot. You coming?
Listen, if anything happens...
if you need me, just honk the horn.
Ring, ring, ring.
- Dave, you should've sent a letter. - Hello!
Anybody home?
Is your mother at home?
Coming.
Go in the house, baby.
Yes? Can I help you?
Yeah. I think you can. You're Winnie Hicks, aren't you?
- From Clairemont? - Yes.
I'm David Labraccio.
- We went to S.B. Butler together. - Really?
I was a little smaller then.
I drove from the city. That's my truck.
Hello. I'm nice.
He's nice. We're both fucking lunatics.
Can I come in, please?
Thanks a lot.
I've got to hand it to you.
You've got guts.
This is great! It's beautiful.
Looks like you've done well for yourself.
It isn't medical school.
But I never liked school, anyway.
Wasn't very good at it.
I'm surprised you remember me.
I do remember you.
I also remember the way we treated you back then.
You were shy, and I was a real jerk, and I'm sorry.
I wanted to say I'm sorry.
What are you talking about?
That was so long ago. I don't remember what you could've done.
Let's not dredge up all that stuff. Sherry, go in the house.
However we made you feel, it was wrong.
I mean, we were wrong.
Go on.
I have a family now.
I haven't been that ugly little girl in quite some time.
You were never ugly.
Why did you come here?
David, help!
It was just kids. I know how kids are.
It didn't mean anything.
Listen, I didn't mean to come here--
Winnie, are you all right?
I'm fine, Ben. Everything's okay.
I'm sorry if I made you feel bad.
I didn't want to hurt you again.
I'm going to go.
Thank you.
Are you sure?
Thanks.
Shit!
Help!
Nelson, stop it!
Nelson, stop, stop!
- Stop it! - Where's Billy Mahoney? Where is he?
There is no Billy. It's just the two of us.
We're all alone. Let it go.
Where the hell have you guys been?
- She freaked. We stayed with her. - How you doing?
I'm fine.
Fine for somebody who keeps running into her father who's been dead for 20 years.
Death is beautiful?
What a bunch of crap.
How you doing, Nelson? You okay?
'Cause I'd like to thank you for the nightmare.
Hey, you guys were all so eager to jump on my coattails.
Well, welcome aboard.
You withheld information. That's lying.
Oh. I'm sorry you're so upset.
You think you're the only one who risked something?
I always felt there was something unnatural about this.
- You didn't risk a goddamn thing! - Screw yourself!
This is not going to help. We're in this together.
No, we're not.
- Wait. - Isn't she strong? So independent.
When I get into trouble, I don't drag everybody down with me.
Drag everybody? Come on!
What happened to you? You got caught with your videotapes down?
And you swore at a little girl on a playground. Oh!
And now you're having bad dreams about your daddy. I'm really sorry.
You don't know anything about me. You never have.
But Dave does, doesn't he?
Come on, they're your sins! Live with them.
I do.
Do you want to see death? Take a good look.
It is beautiful.
You've already hurt yourself. You want to hurt her, too?
Do you?
Help him find Billy Mahoney.
- How will that help? - Goddamn it! Just help him find Billy.
Don't leave him alone.
Why do we want to find Billy Mahoney?
Because...
young Dr.Dave thinks he's solved our karmic problems.
Atonement, gentlemen.
Atonement?
Wait a goddamn minute.
Jesus, you're always running away from me.
Why don't you talk to me?
My father shot himself when I was five.
And you feel responsible?
There was a door in our hallway I wasn't supposed to go in.
Kids always feel responsible.
You could not have been the blame.
You said it yourself. People we wronged want revenge.
I don't know if this will help, but going to see Winnie Hicks today--
I don't know how to explain it, but it lifted--
Somehow just asking for forgiveness--
Winnie Hicks is alive. My father's dead.
Your father is in a good place.
He wants you to let him go.
Then why is he back?
- Here. - Where the hell are we?
We should get your face looked at at a hospital.
Come on. This is a shortcut.
I can't believe I remember all of this.
Holy shit! The neighborhood's falling apart.
Nelson, give me the keys.
Step on a crack Break your mother's back
Olly, olly, oxen free!
Last one over is a rotten egg.
Come on, boys, salvation just ahead.
This is a graveyard.
- Where the fuck are you, Nelson? - This isn't funny anymore.
It never was.
- Where the hell are you? - Right here.
This is where Billy lives.
Wake up, you little shit! You got company!
Want to know how I knew he was here?
'Cause I put him here.
Billy Mahoney!
Stop, Nelson. No, don't do it!
Please stop.
I was taken away from my family when I was nine years old.
I was sent to Stoneham School for Boys.
I thought I'd paid my dues!
It was an accident.
Let's go home, okay?
Dave's right.
I can still make amends.
How?
Joe, I gotta borrow your car.
Nelson, wait!
Oh, my God.
Hello?
What?
Where?
Ah, Jesus. All right. Hold on a minute.
Nelson freaked out. Joe and Steckle are stranded.
You be all right alone? Are you sure?
Daddy.
Sweetheart.
I'm sorry.
Will you forgive me?
Will you ever forgive me?
Oh, my daddy!
Billy Mahoney died 17 years ago. Nelson feels responsible.
- Jesus Christ! Any idea where he went? - Something about making amends.
How can you make amends with somebody who's dead?
- Would he try to flatline without us? - That would be suicide.
No, it's Nelson.
Where are you? David's trying to find you.
I wanted to say I was sorry.
Please tell David...
I'm sorry for getting any of you involved.
No. You don't understand. None of that matters now.
Everything matters.
Everything we do matters.
That's why I'm going under again.
Wait.
- Good-bye, Rachel. - Tell me where you are.
- I really am sorry. - Please wait.
- We're paying for our arrogance. - Save it, Randy.
Good thing I didn't flatline.
My 350-pound baby-sitter would chase me with a pastrami sandwich I stole.
Okay, Billy Mahoney, come on.
I'm gonna catch you!
Oh, God! Body temp down to 78.
- Potassium. He used potassium! - Christ!
Electrodes!
Calcium in.
300. Clear!
- Nothing. - Go again.
- Clear! - Nothing.
Up to 360. Clear!
Nothing. I can't hear anything.
- He called. It's been over nine minutes. - Nine minutes?
Let's intubate. 1-1,000.
2-1,000. 3-1,000. 4-1,000. 5-1,000.
- Breathe! - Damn! The trachea's too tight.
Try again.
Come on!
Stop, Billy!
Stop, Billy! Stop!
Get him!
Eppy in!
- Breathe! - Nothing.
- 88 degrees. - Get 4 milligrams of atropine ready.
- All right. Atropine intratracheal. - This is a truckload.
This has got to work. Come on back, Nelson.
Come on, come on, Nelson.
Come on.
- He's been dead 10 minutes. - Bretylium!
- No, he's not in V-fib. - He's dead.
- Eppy intracardial! - No, Rachel!
Just do it!
Stop! Don't!
Don't do it, Billy!
I'm sorry!
Starting CPR!
1-1,000. 2-1,000. 3-1,000. 4-1,000.
It's been 12 minutes. He is dead!
5-1,000. Breathe!
- Forget about it. We lost him! - No, you son of a bitch!
Dave, stop it!
Let him go.
We're all responsible for this.
- Maybe we deserve this. - No. It's not fair and it's not right.
I'm sorry, God. I'm sorry we stepped on your fucking territory!
I'm sorry!
Isn't that enough?
Apparently not.
I'll call the police.
I could hear it in his voice on the phone.
Nelson felt he deserved to die.
Bullshit!
It was a mistake. He was just a little kid!
And he doesn't deserve to die!
Come on, Nelson!
Come on, Nelson. Come on, come on.
Charged! Clear!
Wait!
Oh, my God!
I got a pulse! We've got him!
- We've fucking got him! - Nelson, pick up the beat!
Easy, easy. Don't rush him. Oh, my God.
Come on, Nelson, pick up the beat.
Don't rush him.
That's it. That's it.
There we go.
Hail Mary, praise Jesus, all that stuff.
Thank you, Jesus.
Hi, Nelson.
Don't talk.
I've got to get this on tape.
He said...
it wasn't such a good day to die.
Thank you.